The life of a vegetative cup

"Prisongateswon'topenupforme,onthesehandsandkneesI'mcrawling..."

Suddenly hearing the bell, I lay on the bed and raised my eyelids, glanced around, then turned my head with a frown.

"Oh, I reach for you..."

He turned over, picked up a pillow and breathed on his face.

I don't hear anything I don't hear anything...

"Well I'm terrified of these four walls. These iron bars can't hold my soul..."

Shake it!Who the hell is this? It's not over!

Throwing the pillow away, I straightened up and sat up, followed by a burst of mad pain rushed to my temples, I groaned, and bent down again to shrink into a shrimp.

Damn, it hurts so much...

I lifted the quilt and slowly climbed out of bed, staggered to the sofa according to my appetite, when I sat down on the ground in pain.

I took out my mobile phone from the windbreaker pocket on the armrest, curled up on the floor and looked at the caller ID, just pressed the answer button and moved it to my ear, when I heard a terrifying roar from the opposite side: [Jian Mingxi!What are you doing!Called so many times I don't know how to answer the phone! ]

I made a trembling voice: "Yunan..."

After hearing it over there, it was quiet for a moment without speaking, and I continued to shrink into a shrimp: "I'm about to die..."

[……Where are you? ]

I raised my eyes and scanned the surrounding area again, and groaned, "I'm at the beast's house."

[......]

I shrunk and moved myself to the corner to find a place to lean on: "I'm sorry I didn't bring you something to eat yesterday. I really missed you at first, but then I forgot about it when I got into a fight with that beast." Yes, wait for me slowly."

[I said where are you, I will find you. ]

"No, I have someone to take care of me. Let's get in touch when I get back." Amidst Du Yunan's constant "Hello", I hung up the phone resolutely and curled up with my stomach in my arms.

If this cold-blooded animal keeps asking me more questions, not only will my stomach hurt, but my head will hurt as well.

After staying for a while, the door of the room was opened, Zhao Juntong walked in and saw me huddled in the corner, his brows were frowned, and he put down the things in his hands on the bedside table: "Why did you get out of bed?"

I raised my eyes to look at him: "Phone."

Zhao Juntong glanced at the mobile phone that I had thrown at hand, paused, walked over and bent down, picked me up and moved me to the bed.

I lay dead on the bed, unwilling to move, so I straightened up and leaned against him under Zhao Juntong's tugging, and after the medicine was finished, I fell down again as if my body was boneless.

"This is just sick." Zhao Juntong stretched out his arms and hugged me onto his lap, gently rubbed my appetite with his palms, and smiled softly, "If I knew this, why did you eat so much yesterday?" .”

His hands were warm, and the strength was neither light nor heavy. I lay in his arms, sniffing his scent, and couldn't help but want to hum comfortably twice.

Isn’t this nonsense? At the beginning, I thought that I had won the joy of being so free and beautiful. I didn’t realize that in the past few years, I have never escaped from the palm of you, an evil animal. Every move is clear, and remote monitoring The one that is amazing.

Even the adverse reactions caused by the blissful junk food just after going out were killed in the cradle by the stomach medicine you secretly gave to Cui Zhao later, just tell me how strong your desire to control is?

This is me, Grandpa, it would be suffocating if you put it on someone else, do you know that?

Now I finally took the risk of Huaguduo's loss and molested you severely, and I got my wish to see you, a [-]-year-old man, change your face. Of course, I will happily eat a big meal to celebrate.

By the way, let those arthropods know what natural enemies are!

Besides, who was the one who agreed to the treat and kept me going for several years?

And now you still have the face to tell me that it was all your money, you bastard, you can't feel bad yesterday and don't ask for so much!When I was excited to eat, why did you just watch and didn't know to stop me!

My stomach hurts.

Zhao Juntong stroked my forehead hair with the other hand, and put his palm on my forehead to test the temperature: "Go to the hospital?"

Roll your eyes, go to the Mao hospital, and you still want to spread the word about Lao Tzu's worthless behavior to the whole world?

I turned over and found a more comfortable position to nest in his arms, hugged him for a while, then took his hand and pressed it on his stomach to signal him to continue.

Zhao Juntong hugged my arm tightly, paused for a moment, and started to rub again: "Where will you live when you come back?"

After taking the medicine, my stomach felt much better, and I yawned lazily: "Hotel, after the art exhibition here, I will move to the southernmost line."

Zhao Juntong kept his movements unchanged, and asked lightly, "With Du Yunan?"

"Yeah." Leaning on his chest, listening to Zhao Juntong's very regular heartbeat, I closed my eyes, "My paintings can be sold through his hands."

Zhao Juntong's voice was still calm: "Didn't you let me buy them all?"

I laughed: "You really believed me when I was joking with you." After thinking about it for a moment, I immediately got up, and looked at him with bright eyes regardless of my stomach pain, "Do you really want to buy it?"

Zhao Juntong looked at me quietly and smiled.

What a fucking monster.

"I'm an evil animal," I threw my arms around his neck, and gave him a smack on the cheek, "I love you so much."

Zhao Juntong's eyes darkened for a moment, but he still looked at me.

I lay back in his arms and looked at him with a smile.

Zhao Juntong raised his hand to rub my appetite again.

I turned over and lay on his lap and stopped looking at him.

Feeling his hands rubbing for a while, and then slowly moving to the scar on my left lower back through the clothes, I smiled: "Don't touch it, you won't grow a second kidney if you touch it again. "

Zhao Juntong's hand stopped: "Do you hate me?"

"Who? Jian Mingxi?" I yawned again, pulled another pillow under my face and rubbed it against my face, and said to myself, "He never hated you, don't worry?"

Of course, the big brother who disappeared without a trace never loved you.

Zhao Juntong did not speak for a long time.

I laughed: "Compared to the fact that you and Su Hangwen designed Ji Tao to almost go bankrupt and borrow usury, which made him have to embezzle public funds to help him repay the debt, it is nothing compared to what he encountered later. The reason why the baby went crazy in the end is not you."

After thinking about it, I said again: "Of course, there must be some disappointment. After all, he really treats you as a friend, and if it wasn't for knowing what you did, he wouldn't go to the bar to drink away his worries. Sister Bai tipped off the pervert, and then she got bloody bad luck."

Zhao Juntong hugged my waist and remained silent for a long time, then raised his fingers and slowly ran along my hair: "Why did you tell me?"

Being touched comfortably, I squinted my eyes and enjoyed it: "Offensive and defensive alliance, in order to make you Lao She put in a lot of effort, we can't hide it and not report it, can we?"

What's more, there is a place on your whole body that you are not careful, and I want to hide it, so I have to be able to hide it.

I haven't seen your method yet?Where can I not get what I want?Everything was designed to be transparent. This is how fate tricks people. You didn't really understand Jian Mingxi's character. You didn't expect him to be willing to do that for Ji Tao, and finally let the unlucky child Gone forever.

To put it bluntly, Jian Ming wanted to die by himself, so why cling to that bit of dignity, if I had already begged for mercy and relented, life is the most important thing, and self-esteem can still be eaten?Dedicated to this evil beast early, why should I suffer that living sin?

"What about you?" Zhao Juntong was silent for a long time, then suddenly looked at me and asked, "Do you hate it?"

I waved my hand at him without looking back: "I only have a little memory left now, no emotional burden."

Zhao Juntong's finger on my head stopped, and after a while, I heard him ask: "Do you believe me?"

"Ash, do you still believe me?"

I pulled the quilt that I had rubbed aside just now, and covered my head in one go.

I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a nap, and I won't answer this kind of boring question.

Zhao Juntong stopped talking, paused, and gently lifted my body to the side.

He pulled down the quilt that covered my head and tucked it in again.

I closed my eyes and remained motionless, Zhao Juntong stood by the bed and looked at me quietly for a while, then turned around and left the room, closing the door.

I opened my eyes and looked at the door, rolling my eyes in my heart.

You bastard, what is your brain cramping? I used to trust you unreservedly, but in the end I was calculated so hard by you. There are still vivid tragic examples here. How dare I fucking trust you again what!